Left me for dead… And I would rather be dead than having to go through that all over again. Couldn’t face anybody… Scared, humiliated, ashamed..... Packed up and came here. Started a new job, stayed away from everybody… Couldn’t even talk to a guy without feeling humiliation and anger…’ He gripped her hand even tighter. Anger was rising in his throat. But he kept silent and let her continue. She seemed to want to, although she was visibly struggling. ‘Threw myself into my job. Tried to black out. I let him out. “Easy baby. You can cum in my mouth if you want but there’s lots more to come and it’s all paid for.”He opens his eyes, recognizing the truth of my advice. He puts his hands on my shoulders and pushes me down then moves between my legs, which I spread open for him. He makes a sharp intake of breath when he seems to notice my clit for the first time. He approaches my clit with his mouth slowly, almost apprehensively, kind of reverently. It has got to be his first time. Get to the train station ASAP. Weather guys said it would rain tonight, I don’t give a shit. They’re always wrong anyway. Six: Abandon the bike. Buy a one way ticket to New York from the machine. Pay cash. Seven: Board the train, wait a few hours, get in a bathroom, cut my shoulder length hair into whatever isn’t shoulder length hair. Bleach the fuck out of it. I don’t want to change my hair colour, I like my natural dark brown, but I have to change it. If Emily and Josh report me missing,. .." I know all that sad story. There's my sad story. A year in prison... and trying to get a job as a convicted felon later. Then I got smart and did what you did. Changed my name, hid out across the country. Then I got smarter and looked for you." How did you find me?"Anything to get her mind off her misery, mental and physical. Those hands gave her nipples pleasure-torture.He chuckled. "Used the computer, what else. I used some of the latest work on information theory, specifically.